(This poem was originally published in the arts section of The Suburban Newspaper's website) I hid my sadness behind a fake smileraking coloured leaves into a neat pileI didn't know why I wanted to cryon this nice fall day with a clear blue skyThe tears just randomly crept up on mebut I thought it best not to set them freeThinking back to happy times as a childI decided to have fun and go wildI looked at the big leaf pile I just madeand decided to act like a grenadeWithout a care in the world I jumped ininstantly forgetting my chagrinI threw a bunch of leaves into the airthen let them fall into my face and hairThe stern neighbours' reaction made me giggleand I laughed more at the leaves...